The next morning came bright and clear.
The whole village gathered again in the square. Elves sat on logs, stood in clusters, leaned against trees—hundreds of pointed ears turned toward the center. Kids sat cross-legged in front. Adults held baskets or tools. Everyone quiet. Waiting.
Teru stood on the platform. White-silver armor clean. Hood down for once—blue hair catching the sun. Gáe Bolg leaned against his shoulder like a walking stick. Microwave and blender sat on a low table in front of him. Simple metal boxes. Ordinary in his world. Strange here.
Nol sat on his lap. Petite form. New clothes from the bag: white T-shirt with blue bow collar, short green pleated skirt, black thigh-high stockings with tiny bows, light magenta cardigan open over the top. She looked like a cute schoolgirl elf—playful, short, twintails bouncing every time she shifted.
She wiggled a little. Grinned up at him.
"Comfy seat, Teru~"
Teru patted her thigh once. Light.
"Behave. They're watching."
The crowd murmured soft. Smiles. Some giggles. No one minded.
Teru cleared his throat. Voice carried.
"Okay. Let's start simple."
He pointed to the blender.
"This is a blender. You put food inside—fruit, vegetables, whatever. Close the lid. Press a button. Blades spin fast. Turns everything smooth. Juice. Soup. Sauce. No chopping by hand. No fire needed."
He dropped an apple inside. Closed the lid. Pressed the button.
Whirr. Loud. Elves jumped a little. Then leaned forward.
The apple became thick juice in seconds. Teru poured it into a cup. Passed it to a nearby elf child.
"Try."
The kid sipped. Eyes went wide. Grinned huge.
"It's sweet! And fast!"
Teru was going to explain. "Now, m-"
He paused as his mind catched up. 'That was an elf child'.
Teru paused mid-sentence while showing the elves how to open the blender lid. His eyes drifted to the side of the crowd.
A small girl—maybe eight or nine in human years—sat on a low log near the back. Yellow hair like Lucie's, but shorter and messy. Big blue eyes. Pointed ears poking through. She hugged her knees. Watched everything quiet. No smile. No chatter. Just staring at the microwave like it was magic (which, to her, it was).
Teru looked at Lucie. Voice low so only she and Nol heard.
"So this girl… she's the last elf child, right?"
Lucie followed his gaze. Nodded slow.
"Yes. She was the last one created by the Holy Tree… before its power weakened too much. No more babies after her. Not until you came."
Teru watched the kid a second longer. She caught his eye. Didn't look away. Just stared back—curious, not scared.
He turned back to the crowd. Raised his voice again.
"Anyway. Like I was saying—blender blades spin fast. Don't put your fingers in. Use a stick or spoon to push stuff down if it gets stuck."
The elves nodded. Some scribbled notes on bark-paper. Some whispered excited.
But Teru's mind stayed on the girl.
'Last child. Born from the tree. No parents. No siblings. Just… waiting for the end.'
He finished the demo. Stepped down from the platform. Crowd dispersed slow—some stayed to ask questions, some ran off to try copying the spells.
Teru walked over to the kid. Lucie and Nol followed quiet.
He crouched to her level. Hood still up. Voice gentle.
"Hey. I'm Teru."
The girl blinked. Looked up at him. Then at his spear. Then back.
"…I know. Savior-sama."
Teru smiled small.
"You don't have to call me that. Just Teru is fine."
She hugged her knees tighter. Small voice.
"…Okay."
Teru sat on the log beside her. Not too close.
"You like the blender?"
She nodded once.
"It's fast. No fire."
"Yeah. Makes food easy. No waiting."
She looked at the ground.
"…We waited a long time. For you."
Teru's chest tightened a little. He kept his tone light.
"I'm here now. And we're fixing things. Tree's already stronger. You'll have friends soon. Brothers. Sisters. Whole village full of kids."
The girl looked up. Eyes big.
"Really?"
Teru nodded.
"Really. Promise."
She stared at him. Then—small, tiny smile. First one he'd seen.
"…Thank you, Teru."
He ruffled her hair light. She didn't flinch.
Lucie knelt beside them. Soft smile.
"She's called Lira. Last born before the fade."
Teru looked at Lira.
"Nice name, Lira."
Lira ducked her head. Shy smile grew a bit.
Nol crouched too. Twintails brushing the grass.
"Wanna help us test the microwave later? You can press the button."
Lira's eyes lit up.
"…Yes."
Teru stood. Offered his hand.
"Come on. Let's get you some juice from the blender. You can drink first."
Lira hesitated. Then took his hand. Small fingers in his.
They walked back to the table. Elves watched—some smiling, some whispering proud.
Teru poured a cup of apple juice. Handed it to her.
Lira sipped. Eyes closed. Happy sigh.
Teru looked at Lucie and Nol over her head.
'Last child. No more waiting.'
He squeezed Lucie's hand.
'Time to speed things up.'
The village kept moving around them.
Kids laughing. Elves planning. Tree glowing.
Teru stood there. Lira drinking beside him.
One more reason to fix everything.
Later that night.
The room was quiet except for soft moans and the creak of the bed.
Nol rode Teru slow at first. Petite form bouncing on his lap. Twintails swaying. Heart patches strained tight against her chest. Cloak thrown on the floor. Hands on his shoulders for balance.
Teru held her waist. Fingers dug in gentle. Kept her rhythm steady. Hood off. Blue hair messy. Eyes half-lidded.
The Lust System pinged soft in his vision.
[Lust Energy +140 – Slow Ride Bonus]
[Partner Arousal: 92% – Climax Imminent]
Nol looked down at him. Moaned between words.
"Ah~ Elves have hard ti— Ahm~ —getting pregnant."
Teru nodded. Thrust up once. Deep. Made her gasp.
"So that's why you or Lucie aren't pregnant yet."
Nol clenched around him. Nodded fast.
"Yes… we also give birth faster. Compared to humans. Like… nine weeks."
Teru kept his grip firm. Rolled his hips.
"How do you know this info? If you're all female race."
She moaned again. Head tilted back.
"Elf-human hybrids… existed before. Ah~ From elves who left the village. Stayed with humans."
Teru thrust harder. Once. Twice. Nol cried out.
"What about Lira? Where's her mother?"
Nol tried to hold the moan this time. Failed. Body shook. Walls fluttered tight around him.
Both came at the same time.
Nol's nails dug into his shoulders. Teru groaned low. Filled her deep. Hot pulses.
She collapsed forward. Forehead against his. Breathing ragged.
After a long second she caught her breath. Voice shaky but clear.
"Dead. She fought the dark elves. Died in battle."
Teru looked at her. Hand stroked her back slow.
"Is adoption a thing for elves?"
Nol lifted her head. Green eyes soft in the moonlight.
"Yeah. Lira's mom died protecting the village. Everyone took turns raising her. No one blood-related. But everyone's her family. We don't leave kids alone."
Teru nodded once. Held her close.
"Good."
Nol nuzzled his neck. Small smile.
"You're already thinking about her future, huh?"
Teru exhaled slow.
"Yeah. No more last child. No more waiting. We fix the tree. Make sure she gets siblings. A real childhood."
Nol kissed his jaw light.
"You're sweet when you're not being a pervert."
Teru chuckled low.
"Still a pervert."
Nol giggled. Shifted. Still connected.
"Stay like this a bit longer?"
Teru tightened his arms.
"Yeah."
Lucie slept peaceful on the other side of the bed. Yellow hair spread across the pillow. Soft breaths.
Nol rested her head on his chest.
"Tomorrow… more tech. More training. More fixing."
Teru looked up at the ceiling. Vines glowed faint.
"Tomorrow."
He stroked Nol's twintails.
'Last child. No more after her. Until now.'
'Time to change that.'
Teru lay on the bed, chest rising and falling slow. Nol curled on his left—petite form tucked against his side, one leg thrown over his thigh, twintails splayed across the pillow. Lucie on his right—yellow hair fanned out, hand resting on his stomach, breathing even in sleep.
The room was dark except for the faint green glow from the vines on the walls.
Ding!
[Lust Energy Overflow Achieved]
Ding!
[Lust Points Unlocked]
Teru stared at the blue windows floating above him. Only he could see them.
'What's that?'
[Overflow means you generated more Lust Energy than your current bar can hold. Excess converted automatically.]
[Lust Points: 15]
[What they are: Permanent currency. Earned from overflow, milestones, big justice acts, maxed bonds, or special events.]
[What you can do with them:]
- Buy permanent upgrades in the shop (stronger aura, new skills, harem perks, mana efficiency, etc.)
- Unlock gates to new worlds (costs points + specific conditions)
- Boost existing skills (level them faster or add effects)
- Share minor buffs with harem members (they get small versions of your powers)
[Current shop preview (partial):]
- Pleasure Aura Lv.2 – 10 points (affects males/enemies more, longer range)
- Form Shift Pulse Lv.1 – 8 points (toggle partner forms mid-act)
- Minor Mana Regen Aura – 12 points (passive recharge for you and nearby harem)
- Harem Telepathy (Lv.1) [Locked]– 20 points (share basic thoughts/emotions with bonded girls)
Teru blinked slow. Kept his breathing even so he didn't wake the girls.
'So sex + justice = energy. Overflow = points. Points = permanent power.'
He looked down at Nol and Lucie. Both sleeping peaceful. Bodies soft against him.
'They're the source. The bonds. The overflow.'
[Correct. You're not a battery. You're a conduit. The more real the connection, the more energy. The more energy, the more points. The more points, the stronger everything gets.]
Teru's smirk was small. Tired. Satisfied.
'Good design.'
[Thank you. It's modeled after you.]
Teru closed his eyes again.
'Shop later. Points later. Tonight… sleep.'
No more dings.
The windows faded.
Nol shifted closer in her sleep. Mumbled something soft.
Lucie nuzzled his neck.
Teru wrapped an arm around each.
'15 points. Overflow. New toys coming.'
'But right now… this is enough.'
The vines glowed faint green.
The Holy Tree pulsed outside—stronger, steadier.
Teru drifted off.
Two elves breathing against him.
His.
Safe.
Perfect.
The next day came bright and clear.
Teru walked through the village square. Elves sat in small groups under tree shade or on low benches—open books spread in front of them. Science textbooks. Basic physics. Simple electronics guides. All the stuff he'd grabbed from Earth in that two-hour trip.
They read fast. Stupidly fast.
One high-elf girl flipped pages every few seconds. Eyes scanning left to right like a machine. Another dark-elf boy muttered formulas under his breath, already scribbling notes on bark-paper. A cluster of younger elves pointed at diagrams, arguing quietly about circuits and waves.
Teru stopped near one group. Watched for a minute.
They weren't just reading. They were absorbing. Connecting dots. Asking sharp questions. One girl already sketched a rough mana-circuit that could power a light bulb.
'Elves learn stupidly fast. Gift from the Holy Tree, probably. Makes them adaptable. Smart. Resilient.'
His mind flashed darker for half a second.
'Explains why in doujin they're always the ones turned into sex slaves. Too useful. Too beautiful. Too quick to break in… other ways.'
Teru's aura spiked—sharp, cold, not pleasure but death. A killing intent so raw it made the air around him feel heavy for one heartbeat.
Then he crushed it down. Hard.
'Cool down. Nobody here is trying to take the girls.'
The spike vanished as fast as it came.
Nobody noticed. No one flinched. No one looked over.
'Good. Didn't want to explain.'
Teru exhaled slow. Walked on.
Nol hopped up beside him. Petite form in her new white T-shirt and green skirt. Twintails bouncing.
"They're already past chapter three in the physics book. Most humans take weeks."
Teru nodded.
"Tree's gift. Makes sense. Stronger learners = stronger race."
Nol grinned.
"Also why we're so good at… adapting to new things. Like big human cocks."
Teru snorted.
"Pervert."
"Says the guy who just spiked death aura because someone might hurt us."
Teru glanced at her. She winked.
"I feel everything through the bond now. That little murder spike? Loud."
Teru shrugged.
"Habit. Won't happen again unless someone actually tries."
Nol leaned against his arm.
"Good. Because we're safe. And we're learning fast."
She pointed to a group of elves already experimenting—small mana sparks dancing between fingers, mimicking electricity.
"Give them a week. They'll have working lights. Maybe a crude phone prototype."
Teru watched them. Smiled small.
"Faster than I expected."
Lucie walked up from the side. Carried a tray of fruit cups.
"They're excited, Teru. They want to help the tree. Help Lira. Help everyone."
Teru took a cup. Sipped the juice.
"Yeah. I see it."
He looked at the kids in the back—Lira among them. She held a book upside down, pretending to read, copying the older elves. Serious face. Tiny tongue sticking out.
Teru's chest tightened again. Not anger this time. Something softer.
'Last child. No more after her. Until we fix this.'
He finished the juice. Handed the cup back to Lucie.
"Keep them fed. Keep them focused. I'll check the tree later. See if the extra mana from training is helping."
Nol nodded.
"And tonight?"
Teru smirked.
"Tonight we celebrate progress. The right way."
Lucie blushed. Nol grinned wider
To be continued
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